For the greater part of the day Wabi and Mukoki had searched in the chasm and along the mountains for signs of the outlaw Indian's band, but their search had revealed nothing to arouse their fears.

As mysterious and unaccountable as the fact seemed, there was no doubt that the old cabin was a retreat known only to Woonga himself, and as the four sat in the warm glow of the fire, eating and drinking, the whole adventure was gone over again and again until there seemed no part of it left in doubt.

Minnetaki described her capture and explained the slowness of their flight after the massacre.
Woonga was ill and had refused to move far from the scene of the slaughter until he had fully regained his strength.
"But why did Woonga kill the Indian back on the trail ?" asked Rod.
Minnetaki shuddered as she thought of the terrible scene that had been enacted before her eyes.
"I heard them quarreling," she said, "but I couldn't understand.

I know that it was about me.

We had gone but a short distance after the sledges separated when Woonga, who was ahead of me, turned about and shot the other in the breast.